Chapter 94: Bloody with a unique hole

Song Shi'an, who was sad in the outer room, quickly ran in when he heard the words. After seeing this, he said to Song Zilan, "Well, it seems that your grandmother really likes to eat the blood you made. In this way, you guys help her sit up and try to feed her the old man first. If it's good, feed it a little later."

After listening to Song Shi'an's instructions, a more experienced woman around the old lady said, "Master's idea is very good, but the old lady is unconscious now, and it's a hot day again. Although the hair and blood made by the second lady tastes good, it is so spicy. I'm afraid that the old lady will eat it. , you will get angry and feel uncomfortable!"

Song Zilan looked at her father's look and said at the right time, "Dad, my daughter doesn't think so. It is said that the appetite of sick people is the most important, especially the elderly. Only when they can they eat can they get better. I heard that my grandmother didn't eat half of the meal that day. My daughter is really anxious! You see, since this bloody grandmother loves to eat, then..."

Song Shi'an reviewed the situation and interrupted the dispute between the two and said decisively, "Well, let's not talk about this. Feed your ancestors a little first. After the doctor comes, why don't you ask them clearly?"

"Yes, Dad is smart. Everyone in the capital knows that Dad is the most filial son. In the future, my daughter will also learn from her father.

Being praised by his daughter for such hypocritical words, Song Shi'an really felt a little fluttering. After watching the crowd feed a few mouthfuls of Mao Xue Wang to his mother, he smiled and praised Song Zilan: "Well, Lan'er, you are really becoming more and more sensible now. If it had been like this, your father would have been more kind to you before.

Song Zilan hurriedly said, "In the past, my daughter was ignorant. Thanks to the teachings of my parents and my grandmother's daily kindness, looking at my grandmother's illness, my daughter really hates herself for not being able to replace her!"

Seeing that Song Zilan was so sensible and filial, Song Shi'an seemed to be very satisfied and said, "I didn't have a good rest last night. You tell your mother later and said that I would go to her place to rest later. By the way, go to the kitchen and make me the boiled meat slices you made last time. I also feel a little hungry after smelling this smell.

Song Zilan sneered and thought that both of you treated me as a maid. Who would understand the hard work of cooking in the smoky kitchen?

But she still nodded obediently and said, "Okay, my daughter will get ready now. Dad, you have to come early."

While talking, there was a sound of footsteps. When the bead curtain was lifted, everyone turned around and saw Zhu Xiaoyan walk in with a sad and tearful face and choked, "Sir, I rushed to visit my mother after finishing some urgent matters at hand. You are also tired, so leave it to your concubine!"

When Song Shi'an saw that his mother ate something and fell asleep again, he waved his hand at her and took her hand and said, "No, my mother needs to rest here. It won't help us stay here. By the way, has the monk invited over there arrived? Is everything arranged?"

Zhu Xiaoyan said with a serious look, "Please don't worry, my concubine on the other side of Mu'entang has seen it in person. The senior monks are going to do it there for three days, so I sent more than a dozen strong families to guard the yard. No one can enter during this period."

"Well, you have arranged it well. Let's go. Let's go back first. I'll visit my mother later."

After seeing her parents go far away, Song Zilan politely said goodbye, she slowly raised her head and stared at their backs without complaint. She said viciously, hum, don't blame me for being cruel regardless of my life or death.

"You two, take me to the kitchen. One gave me a fan and the other one brought me tea.

With an indescribable resentment, Song Zilan pointed to the two maids beside the old lady and ordered.

Besides, Zichu, after returning from the garden, Zichu has been sitting on the stone bench in the yard, listening to the sound of the monk's practice from Muentang not far away, while slowly pounding the small stone mill in his hand.

"Miss, take a break and drink some water first. Look, you're about to sweat."

Zichu took the spikes handed over by cinnamon. After taking a sip, he did not stop, but continued to grind the stone mill in his hand, grabbed some materials in the basket next to him from time to time, carefully sprinkled them evenly, and then stirred them carefully.

"Lamon, go and get the dew we collected from the rose petals before."

Cinnamon went according to the words. Seeing Zichu pouring this precious bottle of dew into the ground powder, he couldn't help asking, "Are you going to make a new mask? Seeing that you work so hard, it's better to tell me how to do it. I just need to be more careful.

Zichu wiped the sweat on his forehead with his sleeves, and a face looked particularly charming under the bright morning sun. She smiled and said with bright red lips, "I haven't worked on these things much before. Naturally, I have to try them myself first. I asked you to watch next to me to ask you to remember these steps. At that time, after our store officially opens, you will take care of those people for me. I am appointed as the store manager, and I am the general manager. You can control dozens of hundreds of people in the future. How about it? Is this position attractive enough?

At first, the cinnamon still lit up, and then frowned and curled his lips and said, "Miss, are you going to send me outside? No, I won't do it. I just want to follow you and be a maid beside you than to be a steward.

"You're joking."

After mixing the ground powder with the dew, Zichu carefully identified the color and texture, and finally took a few deep breaths. Then he turned his head and said to the cinnamon, "You are either born or my maid. You also have your own parents and brothers, and you will marry and have children in the future. Of course, I am happy that you follow me and be my maid. But have you ever thought about it for your parents and family? After you get married and have children in the future, do you want your children to introduce you to others that you are my maid?

Cinnamon's eyes widened with some surprise and confusion. She frowned and thought about it. She had to say that Zichu's words touched her a little. But as a loyal maid, she immediately remembered her own part and said, "But Miss, the maidservant is your maid! Isn't it natural for the maid to follow the young lady? Even my parents and family, they also want me to serve my good master!"

"That's because you have no choice. If you have a choice, don't you want to change your life? Like me, we are on an equal footing. We are sisters. You don't have to respect you when you go out. You don't have to call any people a slave. Don't you really want to live such a life?

Facing a seductive blueprint drawn by Zichu, frankly, cinnamon's mind was indeed a little shaken. She thought for a long time before she whispered truthfully, "Miss, I have never thought about what you said."

"I haven't thought about it before, so think about it from now on."

Zichu said, picked up the things on the stone table, walked into the room, and said, "Why don't you come and help me? Let's be the future store manager.

Cinnamon has a happy and unaccustomed red face and said awkwardly, "Miss, I beg you to stop talking nonsense. What are you going to do? Can I just cooperate with you? Don't be a store manager. How strange it is to hear!"

Zichu saw that he had harvested his busy work in the morning, and he was happy to hear the sound from Mu Entang beside him, so he smiled and said, "With Miss Ben, there will be times when you will be surprised in the future!"

The master and servant laughed in the room for a long time. After testing the handmade mask in person, Zichu gave a thumbs up for the effect, looked left and right in the mirror, and said complacently: "It seems that this ancient air is good. Look, pure green, organic and pollution-free, and even the effect of things made of the same material are particularly good. ."

Cinnamon stared at her white, tender and crystal clear skin for a long time and said enviously, "Miss, what are you doing? Why does it look so good? I also want to have a try!"

"Okay, lie down, come on, I'll serve you once."

After saying that, Zichu applied a mask powder to cinnamon. She secretly thought to herself that the air quality of this era is good, so women's skin is not bad. But the biggest demand should be whitening and hydration. Well, freckle removal should also be recommended by the way. Of course, a large number of our own products cannot be launched at present, so we must take a high route and only provide some women with high status first.

Let them drive the sales of the whole brand route, and also use the queen's reputation to start the brand. Next, we will do chain operations nationwide. Judging at a normal speed, I should be able to become one of the richest women in this dynasty within a year or two. At that time, ah ha ha.......

When I was thinking about it in my original heart, I suddenly heard someone knocking on the door outside the yard. Seeing that cinnamon was still lying on the couch and closing her eyes, she said, "You lie down and I'll open the door."

Who knows, when I opened the door, I saw Yujiu's particularly funny face smeared with red rouge and snow-white goose egg powder.

After seeing her, Yujiu's eyes lit up. Without saying a word, he dodged in first, then slated the door panel, and then said, "It's so close that I almost couldn't get in just now!" What happened to your family? Why is the woman guarding the door so talkative? I almost didn't search my body."